His eyes went molten. “There isn’t a man on Earth who wouldn’t be excited to hear that, Siena. I won’t pretend it doesn’t make me happy to know no other man has touched you. I want you for myself. I’ve never had that. Anything at all for just myself, let alone a woman. My life was never about me. It was always about the family and what I was supposed to do for it. Later it was about staying alive and keeping my sister that way. Then I just didn’t give a fuck. I did what I had to do, but I didn’t feel much. Until you. So you saying there wasn’t another man you burned hotter than hell for, that’s gold for me. That’s fucking perfection. That’s everything, Siena. The fact that you gave that to me, I’ll treasure you until the day I die.”

She dared to run her hand up his chest, over those defined, rippling muscles. He had a chest filled with power, and it showed. She tested the feel of his hot skin, of the muscles running like ropes beneath them.

“You said I was the worst cocksucker you’d ever had,” she whispered. “I don’t want to be your worst, Elijah. I want to be your best.”

Silence followed her admission. His eyes had gone all cat, dark and almost glowing. Heated. Filled with a dark lust. A terrible hunger. His hunger stirred her own rising one, so that a shiver crept down her spine and her sex went damp, clenched and pulsed, and deep inside that burn began to coil hotly.

“Baby.” He nearly groaned it. His voice sounded raspy, sexy, a lure as dangerous as his eyes. “If you had ever been with a man before, you would have known I was full of shit. I nearly came in your mouth. I nearly lost all control. I don’t lose control. I’ve never once—not once, Siena—lost it like I did with you. A man wants his woman’s mouth on him because she wants it. She enjoys it. She sucks hard. She’s eager to please him. And she looks at him like he’s her world. Baby, you did that. I was in fucking paradise.”

He rolled over, taking her with him, so she sprawled on top of him. “But, mi amorcito, you want to practice, just so you’re feeling confident, I’m all for helping you out. Have at it. Your body belongs to me, so that means my body belongs to you. I’m never going to feel another woman’s hands or mouth on me, so I’d be obliged if you want to practice a lot.”

She kissed his throat and then looked up at him. “Would you have finished in my mouth? Do you like that?”

“Dios, baby, yes. Most women don’t like that sort of thing.”